#sheconfessed

let’s start by giving my shitty graphic a round of applause. don’t worry. . . i’ll wait.

holy fucking shit, what the hell happened ??? i created this blog FOUR DAYS AGO so why are there so many of you ?? i am super grateful for every single one of you and the 13rw rp community has been so open and accepting its kind of amazing and hard to wrap my head around. this is going to be a super small list to just give recognition to some of the people who have been especially amazing since my arrival.

yes i’m the original?

uh how about the vote to deactivate your blog ???

                    BITING  ONTO  HER  LIP     her  eyes  caught  onto  her   friend .  or  was  she  really   ?   one  of  the  difficulties  in  life  was  figuring  out  the  limits .  figuring  out  when  someone  was  your  friend ,  when  you  could  trust  someone ,  when  someone  was  just  using  you ,  when  someone  just  listened  to  your  problems  just  to  make  another  joke  about  it  in  the  end .  but  sheri  seemed  for  real .  seemed  interested .  caring .  but  the   ache  in  her  chest ,  made  her  doubt  everything .          ’     did  you  ever     -----     fall  in  love  with  someone   ?     ’ 

   it wasn’t something NEW to the either of them. sheri sits   between his legs, reading something on her kindle -- doing   homework, & matthew rests his back against the edge of his   bed, arms around her & clasping his controller in front of her   waist. playing video games, instead of being a studious person.   it’s one of these particular days where sheri didn’t have enough   homework, or enough entertainment of her own, that she watches   him play. warning him of this or that she may have saw on the mini   map. it’s fucking adorable, frankly & matthew wishes it could be like   this always. ( or wishes he could trust her to play with him without   destroying his score. )   even that reaches a maximum, as the game becomes less action   & more story. he can tell she’s getting antsy. & after this level, he’d   take her out for ice cream, or coffee -- just so she wasn’t bored out   of her pretty head. instead, she decides to become the worst human   being, turning to face him. a bigger distraction than if a llama walked   through the door. ❝ sheri -- ❞ he warns, because she KNOWS what   she’s doing.   & when her lips meet his jaw, the taylor boy could lose it. teeth   bite his tongue to keep himself from saying -- or DOING -- anything.   almost done with the level, matt, be head strong --    ignore the redness in his cheeks, & how her antsy - ness is now   transferred to him. he even has to STRAIN his eyes to keep them   from glancing at her & not the tv. what a fuckin’ tease.

   of course they were, as they always would be.     & though matt also went undefeated in his basketball    season, football meant MORE to him. after all, that was    his only way into a college worth anything. & football    also came with the best season, fall ; with a hint of an    impending winter. before the week of the game even    came, matthew had set up his celebratory bonfire.    ( of course, at the washington’s, where it would be    adequately hosted. )     the usual got their invites via text, but the only one    showing up that mattered was sheri. not only because    she would most surely be the only one to show up     if it was a party without alcohol -- but because as of    now, it was the only out of school interaction he could    muster -- which was SOMETHING ! at least.    matthew isn’t much to drink at his own party -- more to    regulate. so his cliche solo cup is full of mountain dew,    but it still gives him an edge. enough to be confident.    ❝ woah there, you’re a little close to the fire, aren’t you ? ❞    which could’ve easily have been left with words, but matthew    would like to take PROPER advantage of the overhead of    stars & the ripe smell of potato chips & flames, so he’ll     put a hand softly on the curve of her waist to gently pull    her back. ( not into him, however, because he’s not that    creepy ! ) ❝ i’d hate to see you catch on fire. ❞ smooooth.